Over breakfast this morning I told my eldest daughter Ariya that she was eating like a pig and if she kept it up she could go and live at her Uncle Khum’s pig farm. That reminded me that I had some photos taken last week when we drove to another village to visit my wife’s oldest sister Moon her husband Poot and their two kids Nut and Bow. While there the kids discovered a pig cage for transporting live pigs and spent ages playing in it.



2 responses to “Pigs

  1. Gorgeous little girls, Memock. Amazingly precious. You’re one lucky man.


  2. All it needs is a tarp and voila! you have a really cool cubby.

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